I just heard that the son of a friend of Eddie's family, one of their old pastors, was killed in a car accident this morning. Eddie's mom said he was engaged; driving home from work, hit head-on by a car coming over the line on the freeway.

It always gives me pause to hear something like that.

Its disturbingly ironic that he was the son of a pastor. How does one in that profession ask God why?

Something along the lines of "Well God, I decided to dedicate my adult life to spreading your word....and then you decide to take away my son. GG."